Twenty Seven

Spending some time alone in my room made me realize how I always meet up with Sydney and end up getting mad at him then storm out. It's always a circle with him. I start laughing at the scenarios. I love being pregnant. I mean, I never got any drama (apart from my kidnappers) in my life until now and I get to practice the pregnant hormones with Sydney. The cold billionaire who got me pregnant with a son I can't wait to meet. I rub my tummy and start humming for a minute until I hear a knock. Harry comes in and sits on my bed next to me.

"Hey." He starts.

"Hey."

He scoots closer to me and engulfs me in a hug. "Amelia told me you seemed upset earlier." He kisses my forehead. "I'm always here for you, you know that?" I nod and relax in his arms. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I think about his question. I can make it seem like it's about me.

"How do you know you love someone?" I ask Harry. I